Zigari felt the air rush out of the lungs the moment the older elf was out of sight. That hadn’t been the scariest thing they’d experienced, not by a long shot, but it still had not been very easy. Someone merely yelling at the naga sent shivers through their body. But they’d had Callie — a friend. Zigi frowned as Callie sank to her knees and began to sob. They had won — somewhat. Why was she crying? “Callie…” Zigari hesitated a moment, debating and wondering if what they wanted to do would be accepted. They huffed, finally, and laid a hand on the neko’s head and pet her hair. “C’mon, Callie. Let’s get out of here, yeah? We can get something to eat later.”
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